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Railway Track

Rushing to the third class compartment when I was a student. Every time seen amid the sound of the track from the coach window countryside and buzzing cities leaving behind . After retirement years ago Sometimes I boarding second class compartment, (third class abolished) Like when I was a poor student The sounds of the track Horns and whistles, voice of the hawkers inside the couch and at the stations not changed. So I am except that To day I have grown old.

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Date: 9/30/2021 10:46:00 PM
I feel nostalgic going thru your poem In student life and also while in service I was accustomed to travel in trains regularly. I have the same feelings when I occasionally board a train. You are an Indian. Where do you stay? I stay in Kolkata. Best wishes.
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Akham Nilabirdhwaja Singh
Date: 10/1/2021 5:57:00 AM
Madam,I am from Imphal,Manipur.Greetings.

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